Hearing Nuwa say that she wanted to kill it, Xuanniao was so frightened that it collapsed in the cage.

"Woooooooo..., I said, I said, Lu Xinghe just sold ten flat peaches to the Demon Emperor!"

Nuwa glared at it: "Tsk, do you need to tell me about the demon clan? Tell me, do you want to braise it in braised sauce or stew it in clear soup?"

Nuwa has as many as eight thousand eyes in the Monster Clan, and she knows all the situations of the Monster Clan inside out.

What's more, Tongtian also said what Xuanniao said.

Xuanniiao was so frightened that the hair all over his body stood up: "One more thing, one more thing, Jianmu has just opened a practice room, which can increase the speed by ten thousand times at the fastest!"

"impossible!"

Nuwa stood up in shock and stared at Xuanniao.

The saints have naturally studied auxiliary cultivation methods, including various formations and spiritual fluids.

So far, no breakthrough results have been achieved, and at most, the cultivation speed can be increased ten to twenty times.

As for a 10,000-fold speed increase, under the current conditions, they can't even think about it.

How could Lu Xinghe, a person with a golden immortal cultivation level, achieve a ten thousand times increase in speed?

If Xuanniao dares to lie to himself, he will be roasted alive!

Xuanniao trembled and explained: "It's true, it's true, we have all gone in there to practice..."

After once again confirming that Xuanniiao was not lying, Nuwa's face turned extremely ugly.

Such an advanced practice room would not be possible in the prehistoric world.

Could it be that Lu Xinghe received the inheritance of three thousand gods and demons?

Only three thousand chaos gods and demons can create such a heaven-defying practice room.

They are all the most powerful people from all walks of life, and their cultivation is the supreme existence that can crush Hongjun!

When she thought of this, Nuwa's heart was completely confused.

If this matter spreads out, all the saints will take the initiative to make friends with Lu Xinghe and seek ways to practice at a high speed.

Especially Hongjun, the saint of heaven, dreams of breaking away from the shackles of heaven and never being affected by the destruction of the world.

Nuwa clenched her fist fiercely and issued a strict order: "Seal the palace and those who leave without permission will die!"

After saying that, she carried Xuanniao to the back bedroom and continued to squeeze out the secrets Xuanniao knew.

A month later, Jiufeng came to Yaochi to look for Xuanniao as agreed.

Huo Yan came out to see her anxiously: "Something is going wrong. Little Xuanniao was forced to leave by Nuwa!"

"What?"

Jiufeng almost went crazy: "How could this happen? Why did Nuwa want the black bird? Did she tell her the reason?"

"I said that Xuanniiao was destined to her..." Huo Yan repeated Nuwa's words with an embarrassed look on his face.

Jiufeng shook his head vigorously: "Impossible. Little Xuanniao's cultivation talent is very average, and there is nothing that can catch Nuwa's eyes."

Not to mention that Jiufeng didn't believe it, even Huo Yan knew that Nuwa was lying.

Nuwa has participated in so many peach gatherings, and if she had the chance, she would have taken Xuannio away long ago.

As soon as the Queen Mother of the West called the black bird back, Nuwa shouted that it was fate and took the initiative to collect the bird.

How could such a coincidence happen?

Jiufeng quickly returned to Jianmu Toll Station and told Lu Xinghe and others about the matter.

Hearing such bad news, Lu Xinghe pointed his head to the sky angrily and cursed: "Damn Nuwa, if you want revenge, just come at me. What kind of saint is bullying Xuanniao?"

Bixiao's eyes suddenly turned red: "It's over, Nuwa hates you to begin with, Xiao Hei will definitely die if he falls into her hands!"

Everyone was saddened and worried about Xuanniao.

After so many days, I wonder how Xuanniao is doing?

Nuwa doesn't know how to make soup with it, so all she eats is the bones...

The little fox lay depressed in the nest: "Oh, I hope Silly Hei will be blessed and never let me die for him?"

It has been fighting with the black bird for so long and has developed feelings for each other.

It’s really not getting used to bickering without it all of a sudden!

The eldest sister Yunxiao was the first to recover and quickly reminded Lu Xinghe: "Xinghe, please quickly find someone to contact Nuwa and see if you can rescue Xuanniao?"

As long as you contact Nuwa, you can at least know whether Xuanniao is alive or dead.

If it is already dead, then keep it useful and avenge it in the future.

If he is not dead yet, then negotiate terms with Nuwa to see if there is any hope of rescuing Xuannio.

Lu Xinghe quickly came up with an idea: "Xiaobai, ask Xiaoliuzi to contact Zhao Gongming over! Jiufeng, ask the Wu clan to contact Guangchengzi over and say that we have something to discuss!"

Zhao Gongming is an acquaintance, so there is no need to be too polite.

Guangchengzi is a bit troublesome here. Not only must he be polite, but he must also give him some benefits.

Sure enough, Zhao Gongming rushed over the next day: "Sister, why did you call me here?"

Bixiao said anxiously: "Xuanniao was captured by Nuwa, and we want to find someone to negotiate with her!"

"Hiss..., this..."

Zhao Gongming was stumped, not because he didn't try his best to help, but because this matter was beyond his ability.

Nuwa is a saint, and there is only one person in the whole Jiejiao who can contact Nuwa.

That is the leader of the Jie Cult, Master Tongtian!

How could he, a disciple, trouble his master for help?

Alas, it would be okay if I help my sister, but if I help Lu Xinghe...

If he dares to speak, his senior brothers and sisters will teach him how to be a disciple before his master gets angry!

Bixiao urged unhappily: "Brother, can you say something? Why are you hesitating?"

Zhao Gongming spread his hands in embarrassment: "Only Master can communicate with Nuwa, but this matter has nothing to do with Jie Jiao, how can I speak?"

Lu Xinghe immediately gave him a reason to speak: "If Saint Tongtian is willing to help, I will give you five nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches as a thank you. What do you think?"

Zhao Gongming's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that he was being rewarded with five nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches.

After taking the flat peach, my brothers and sisters have greatly improved their cultivation. Master has been saying to find ways to buy more.

Just by spreading the word, you can get five peaches for free. Where can you find such a good thing?

"Okay, I'll go back and talk to Master right now. I hope Master can help!"

Zhao Gongming was always quick to do things and hurried back to Kunlun Mountain without saying a word.

After asking to see Master alone, Zhao Gongming told what happened: "Master, I don't know what you think about this matter?"

Leader Tongtian smiled from ear to ear: "This guy is really rich. He will give you five nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches for just a word. Disciple, do you think you can let him add more?"

Having too many disciples will cause trouble, and having too few disciples will not be easy for anyone.

The leader of Tongtian Church does not want to favor one person over another, and if a good thing turns out to be a bad thing, he will be blamed instead.

Zhao Gongming hesitated for a while, but decided to betray Lu Xinghe: "I think he is very anxious. It should be no problem to add more points, but I don't know how far Master can communicate with Nuwa?"

You can earn flat peaches for nothing by just talking, so the leader of Tongtian is naturally willing to say a few more words: "Understood, you go talk to him and ask him what he needs to do as a teacher if he adds twelve flat peaches!"

Zhao Gongming immediately took the order and left Kunlun Mountain, running all night to Jianmu Toll Station.

Since the master has set a goal, the apprentice must naturally do things beautifully.

It's just that the number of twelve flat peaches is a bit too harsh.
Chapter completed!